So remember the other day when I had a sore throat?
Guess what? Full blown cold of some sort. Nose, throat, cough. That, is just super.
The only thing more obnoxious than being sick in the winter, when everyone else is sick? Is being sick all by yourself during the summer like a freak.
I may think that summer is a stupid season. I may despise the sun and his heated UV rays. I may hate mowing the grass. The one thing summer has going for it(usually) is that I don’t have to have a cold every month, or the same one for 2 months. That’s like the ONLY thing summer is good for(except baseball, pools, sitting by the water. Ok good for a couple of things. Sue me.)
So now I’m sitting here sniffling and snuffling, coughing and sneezing like it’s freaking January.
On a brighter note, on the way home yesterday, there were some WICKED AWESOME clouds. It was a cloudy/rainy/stormy day yesterday, but it broke up early enough that the crazy clouds were there with the sun shining through. There was this cool one that looked like a black waterslide. It was shaped exactly like that, and it looked glassy smooth.
There were a lot of them that looked exactly like cotton batting. The way that they were lit from the southwest and above gave so many of them such distinct edges. Having the dark undersides just added some richness to the stark white clouds, crisp blue sky and soft golden light of the evening.
At least I have to mow tonight.